Uncle Lu Qi's expression on the stall gradually became cold, not like a smile that made people bathe in the spring breeze, looking at Lu Qikun who gradually disappeared into the crowd. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info put his hands on his knees very calmly, but he could clearly see that the wide Chu clothes wrinkled and straightened, and you can imagine how angry Uncle Lu Qi was in his heart.

And the reason for his anger is only because of Lu Qikun's words, I don't know.

"Boss, let's have another bowl of rice noodles," Uncle Lu Qi said in a deep voice.

A bowl of hot rice noodles was quickly served, this time Uncle Lu Qi did not make any requests, the soup was not light, there was thick red oil, and the chili peppers were chopped like a small boat, and there were little ripples.

As a southerner, Uncle Lu Qi is free to eat spicy food, so the first bowl is just a light taste. The second spicy made Uncle Lu Qi's face red, like a drunken and elegant gentleman. It's just that the behavior is not elegant, like a thin gangster in trouble. His eyes were even hazy, as if someone had appeared on the other side, looking at him with a smile and disdain.

"Second brother, don't blame me" Uncle Lu Qi was angry in his heart, and his eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent.

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The two left the stall on South Street, Lu Qikun walked calmly in front, Mao Shen followed closely behind and kept turning back, making sure that the uncle did not follow, and Mao Sheng's heart gradually calmed down. That uncle was so terrifying that Mao Sheng trembled, especially the terrifying fierceness that made Mao Sheng's skin hurt and his heart was even more unbearable.

"It's okay," Lu Qikun said softly, letting himself try to keep his mind calm.

The middle-aged man's eyes just now made Lu Qikun almost pull out the red hidden blade, the obvious killing intent was so obvious. If it weren't for the last middle-aged man to relent, Lu Qikun would not hesitate to make a move, whether it was instinct or something else. But now that the two of them left the stall and stayed away from each other, Lu Qikun's trembling Dao heart calmed down and calmed Mao Sheng's fear.

Mao Sheng nodded and said, "Brother Lu, let's go there now."

"Xixinqing clan" Lu Qikun said.

When leaving the Moon God Temple, the Holy Maiden gave Lu Qikun the addresses of the two Qing clans just in case of an accident. One is the Xiangcheng Mao clan, and the other is the Yingdu West Xinqing clan. After the Mao clan in Xiangcheng was not the governor of Gongzi, it became a history annihilated in the dust, so now there is only the Xixin Qing clan in Yingdu.

In the land of the Central Plains, even the princes are constantly destroying and fishy, not to mention the princes and doctors in the country.

Lu Qikun and Mao Sheng left the southern city of Yingdu, walked past the iconic buildings of Yingdu, and went to the main street of the North Palace of Yingdu. The North Palace is the palace and the office of the imperial court, of course, there are people living in the huge North Palace, but they are all prominent nobles and Qing families.

The North Palace is different from the bustling and lively of the South City, not as sacred and quiet as the East City, and not as noisy as the small streets and alleys of the West City. The North Palace of Nuoda is very quiet and calm, even the guards patrolling the streets are elegant and calm, and the soldiers guarding the office mansion and compound are also spirited.

And the people walking on the main street of Beigong can be said to be all Qing clans and nobles.

Lu Qikun and Mao Sheng walked on the street very eye-catching, the two of them were wearing cheap and simple Chu clothes, which were very different from the exquisite and expensive Chu clothes on the people who came and went, and even many Qing clan children showed disgust and dislike, but this is Beigong not the three cities, and they can only use their eyes and expressions to express their unhappiness and contempt in their hearts.

Mao Sheng couldn't stand the eyes of the people around him, and his eyes were full of disdain, contempt and disgust. His hands gradually clenched into fists, and the true yuan in his body surged, like a fierce beast about to devour people. The soul of the white tiger in his body is about to move, causing the deepest desire to kill. made Mao Sheng's eyes gradually turn red, and a terrifying killing intent permeated the air.

The main killing of the white tiger can naturally arouse the desire to kill in Mao Sheng's heart, especially since Mao Sheng's cultivation is only the beginning of his understanding, and it is difficult to master the white tiger fragments in the divine soul.

"Mao Sheng," Lu Qikun frowned and whispered, reaching out and putting it on the other party's shoulder.

The true yuan flowed silently, and entered Mao Sheng's body through Lu Qikun's hand, calming Mao Sheng's restless desire to kill.

"Big brother" Mao Sheng came to his senses, looked at Lu Qikun sweating profusely, and couldn't understand why he was like this just now.

Lu Qikun patted Mao Sheng's shoulder and smiled, "It's nothing, let's go back to the Taoist temple."

Mao Sheng nodded without questioning, and had unconditional trust in Lu Qikun. The two left Beigong Street and returned to Dongcheng, walking through the alleys and returning to the Taoist temple.

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When the door of the temple was closed again, a young man slowly walked out of the alley. The young man was dressed in a light blue and purple suit, his long black hair was like a waterfall draped on his shoulders and back, his eyes were like a vast ocean, deep and full of wisdom, and his posture was upright, like a strong pine standing proudly in the wind and snow. Holding a feather fan and hanging a jade pendant at his waist, Haoran righteousness is hidden in his chest, and his temperament is elegant and frank and arrogant in the world.

"When did the Legalists like to be so sneaky," the young man smiled and stared at the small alleyway not far away.

The alley was deserted, covered with snow, and there was no trace of it except for a withered dead tree. As the light snow continued to fall, the branches of the trees fell to the ground, and there were also wisps of dark green cloth.

"Li Kui went to Xiangjun, I think your Legalist family can't live anymore" The young man smiled and continued towards the empty alley, "Gongzi Wu is indeed the best choice, and he just believes in your Legalist concept of governing the country, but we didn't expect that the Lu family Zhenlong would also reach out."

"So you, a Confucian genius who rarely steps out of Chaoyang Palace, finally can't sit idly by and appear here, expecting to seek the help of the Lu family's abandoned son" A voice sounded, but the person did not appear.

In the entire Chu State now, everyone knows that the Lu family has a real dragon, and naturally knows that the Lu family has an abandoned son. In particular, the hundreds of schools of thought, such as Legalism and Confucianism, after choosing the object of allegiance. There will definitely be a comprehensive investigation into the situation of all forces in the Chu State, although the Lu family is a thousand-year-old family, but there are also people who will leak some secrets.

For example, the Lu family has an abandoned son, who is still the son of that person.

"The abandoned son of the Lu family does not mean that he is not a genius," the young man denied.

The voice sounded again, "What about genius, the Lu family will not let it go." ”

The Confucian young man raised his eyebrows and looked at the Taoist temple, and he knew very well what the Legalist meant, after all, the other party was the Lu family, a thousand-year-old family, and it was far older than any force, and it was difficult to bear offending the Lu family even if it was a Confucian.

"It's coming" The Confucian young man suddenly looked serious and disappeared sideways into the snow-covered alley.